Chapter 96

• “What truth? You know nothing about Maya’s death,” Mr. Gravus slams the desk. Standing up on his feet, “Don’t piss me up, Young man. This isn’t 27 years ago.”
• Young man? Did he just address Lukeman as such? Well, Lukeman looks younger. Just the little grey paint beneath his hair, gives out his age. He is a little younger than Mr. Gravus.
• “You know there is more to her death, Gravus. And I don't wish to discuss that with you either.” Lukeman stands to his feet. His fingers ball into fist by his side as his eyes darkened. “I have patients to attend to. You all are free to leave when you wish.”